Crossroads

Chapter 351

“Dominick, what the hell gives you the right to

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-un like this?” me up

The room was roughly 300 square feet, without windows or a balcony, a completely sealed box. The center of the room was divided by a thick glass wall. Inside the high–density, bulletproof glass wall, Courney was like a caged animal, furiously pounding on the glass, shouting and cursing.

“Ms. Peterson, you’d better calm down and cooperate with us.

The guard’s voice, low and menacing, came from behind the alloy electronic door to the right of the glass wall.

“Go fuck yourself! Get me out of here, now!”

Courtney was frantic, kicking the glass with a deafening boom.

The whole space felt suffocating, making it impossible to think straight. The walls glowed an ominous red, adding to the sense of agitation and uncase. Courtney’s clothes were tom, her hair a mess, her eyes blazing with hatred.

She screamed with all her might, pounding her fists in frustration. “Dominick, what the hell are you trying to pull! You better watch your step, goddammit, or Ill kill your precious Stephaniel

“Let me out of here! What gives you the right to lock me up! Fuck, let me gor

“What reason do you think I have to detain you?” Dominick, sitting directly across from her, finally spoke, his face contorted in anger.

Courtney glared back, eyes blazing with rage. “You fucking monster! You’ll get what’s coming to you, you hear me? Dominick, don’t think you’re Invincible. Someone will take you down eventually

Her relentless rant didn’t faze him. He was simply growing tired of her.

“Gary is awake,” Dominick suddenly said

shifted to shock and

Courtney’s

Courtney seemed to give in, adjusting her emotions

brought me here to interrogate me, and it

more menacing as he listened

to Stephanie, was it you?”

as she

adjusting her hair with a proud tilt of her chin. “So, it’s about Stephanie

time she mentioned the name “Stephanie“,

asked him, running her fingers through her long hair as

pressed his lips, a strange flicker passing through his deep eyes. “Did you have anything to do with what happened

hint of panic hidden in the

cold and ruthless as Dominick was starting to

apart. Your dad almost divorced your mom, Mary, over that hussy Madison. And Mary

at the man opposite her, sizing him up. Dominick, the golden boy, was perfect, too perfect. The problem was that he was also cruel,

how deep his secrets ran, a mocking smile playing

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Chapter 351

a man of her own. She even teamed up with him to abduct you. Poor little Dominick, only five years old

her. His lips slightly parted as if words

breath, he gritted his teeth and forced his rage

speak of the abducting case in Wellington Villa.

five–year–old could only carry him so far. The sounds of pursuit thundered behind him. Did he feel fear? He couldn’t remember. All he could recall was the coldness, chilling to the bone. The cold made his wounds throb and itch, their edges raw

from the abductors. When the Wellingtons found him, his clothes were tattered,

was a shameful secret. His grandfather had sensed something off about the abducting and eventually. found the perpetrators, but they

mastermind behind his abduction was none other

time buried it deep. His father eventually reconciled with his mother, who remained the dignified lady of the Wellington family.

was when he began to despise women